#emotionally cathartic

[pale-opal]

If u think about it Epic’s no Longer Yout fits X incredibly well. If you think of the blue man and the lyrics (I’m super normal yes ma’am I am)

A song of Past Romance (his Relationship with Marty)

A sacrifice of man (The Deaths of his soldiers in the maverick wars or Axl dying in the elf wars to save X and the others)

Portrayals of Betrayals (Sigma’s rebellion, Mac’s backstab and more)

A Brother’s Final Stand (X vs Zero or Their Battle Against Omega)

I see you at the brink of death, I see you Draw your final breath (him being sealed along with the mother elf only to have his “Mind” shattered into 5 fragments only four came and one left to wander)

I see a man who makes it home but it’s no longer you (X kinda returns but he’s no longer the same person anymore)

U can add the rest

Also can’t want for Ithaca Saga dawg- *Smacked by pipe*

Yes!!! This works so well, oh my goodness- And I love your analyses! Every single one fits perfectly. And I really like the one about Marty. Imagine "Suffering" with someone pretending to be her while X just has to stand there and pretend to be amused. Homeboy would be struggling not to square up. Here's what I think of some of the other lines in the song:

"There is a world where I help you get home But that's not a world I know"

This can be interpreted as the home were X lives being gone. Abel City is no more, destroyed by the Elf Wars. And the people who he associated home with are all gone, too. Zero got sealed up, Axl's dead... nothing's the way it used to be.

"This can't be - We've suffered and sailed though the toughest of hells Now you tell us our efforts were nothing?"

I can see this as X realizing that all the fighting he'd been through in the Maverick Wars was sort of like fighting a losing battle. Like Sisyphus pushing that same rock up that same mountain, only for it to fall all the way back down for him to push it back up again. Only what if one day, he couldn't push the rock anymore? And what if it came after the rock appeared to stay in place? For X, that would be Elf Wars happening after he got rid of the Sigma Virus. Things changed in a way that could never be fixed, and no amount of fighting or talking could fix it. All his options were exhausted, and all he could do was watch as things got worse.

"I see your palace, covered in red Faces of men who had longed believed you're dead"

Now this one is a bit more difficult. But I think the "palace" could be symbolic. Maybe X is looking out at the world he once knew, now stained with the blood of both humans and reploids alike. Or maybe he's looking at the remains of Abel City, if there are any left. Or maybe, just maybe, he's looking at a picture of his friends and family - people he once loved, taken from him as casualties of war. But he remains, his existence reduced to that of a ghost. The second line could refer to how X vanished until he decided it was time for Ciel to wake Zero up. He appears basically out of thin air, after everyone had realized they had no clue where he was. And a big part of Copy X's character was having a god/superiority complex (although it is more of an inferiority complex - the man had a lot going on. Freud would have a field day with his brain). He felt he had surpassed the real X - I bet he even thought he was gone for good. What better way to prove yourself greater than your dead predecessor than being alive? I think he was so sure the real X was gone that when he realized he wasn't, he threw an absolute fit at some point offscreen.

"I see your wife, with a man who is haunting A man with a trail of bodies"

There are two ways I feel this can be interpreted (three if we count both at the same time - the ideas aren't mutually exclusive): 1. These lines could be talking about X himself, and how he no doubt had to kill others just to stay alive in the Elf Wars. And he would definitely fight people if it meant keeping Marty safe. 2. These lines could also work as an allusion to Marty's death. I'm not really sure who would kill her, but Copy X seems like the angstiest option, so let's talk about that: He was known for his lack of mercy when sentencing mavericks. He probably sentenced more than a few to death. And he did whatever he deemed necessary for the safety of the humans. Copy X may have been a robot himself, but that did not stop him from treating his own kind like trash. So what mercy would he have for the wife of his predecessor? The same predecessor who he's convinced he's better than? He'd probably kill Marty just for being a reminder of the real X. She'd absolutely fight like heck before being done in, though. Knock-off X would definitely need some extensive repairs once everything was said and done. But then again... while Marty is an absolute boss, would she have it in her to try to kill someone who looked nearly identical to her husband, knowing that he didn't share his heart, and only his face? Or would she find herself resigned as she was torn asunder?

Also, I'm really excited for the Ithaca Saga too! I wonder if Odysseus will deal with Antinous himself, or if - *cut to black, credits roll*

[darkmacademia]

'abstract (psychopomp)' by hozier but you've pulled over on a highway while a thunderstorm is about to roll over and you're watching the cars rush past, remembering what it means to be alive

[wistyxx]

And even still, the canon always manages to be gayer than the fanon

[theboyanachr0nism]

when the character is filled with so much rage/pain it manifests physically and explodes out of them in an uncontrollable wave of darkness 🥰🥰🥰

[dukeofthomas]

The Jason Todd brainrot is real cause when I woke up today I spent an extra hour just lying in my bed and vividly daydreaming about Jason going to therapy

[andrew-dwyer]

vol 3’s dog days are over montage just works on every level mentally/physically/emotionally/dramaturgically in my tiny little brain and i’m being so serious when i say i don’t think it can ever be topped.

[spiritsong]

it's 6am as I'm writing this so I'm scheduling this to post later but

I finally finished the game

holy fuck

[sleepymarmot]

The vampire polycule we have so far can fill the roles of a producer, a writer, a director, and a performer... I think they should make a musical together. That's my proposal for an implausibly fluffy endgame.

[defiledtomb]

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[divorcedwife]

as much as i am an heathcliff apologist, the scenes in the second part when he yells at cathy are way too real, it's painful. like the way he'll walk in and the mood instantly shifts, the way he's perpetually in a bad mood and on edge, using the slightest excuse to pick a fight with cathy and make it even worse, and everyone else trying to defuse the situation and plead with her to just do what he says and be quiet, oh it's horribleeeee

[hanzajesthanza]

the scene i find most relatable in all of the witcher saga is ciri in the korath desert, and idk what that says about me, but… probably nothing good 😅🙃

[iersei]

it’s been a while since i’ve drawn anything for pride month, so!!

[all-thestories-aretrue]

Soooooo I wrote this incredibly self-indulgent thing about Miles. I have many feelings about how he keeps himself so tightly in control. It's gotta go somewhere.

Disclaimer it's quite dark, so mind the trigger warning and keep yourself safe <3

TW: self-harm, not what I would consider graphic descriptions, but it is the central theme and way more than a mention

The lock clicks. He slips his suit jacket off. Loosens then removes his tie. Untucked, buttons undone. It’s all laid out on the bed. Step by step. Shoes set to the side and trousers swapped for silken pajama pants.

The bathroom door closes behind him. The second lock between him and the world. The shower comes on. Towel laid out on the counter.

His drawer, second down on the left. He pulls out the small black bag. Gold zipper. Supple leather. Inside, his collection. Three packs of new razor blades. An open pack of blades; used ones tucked into the back. A single hypodermic needle. A crafting knife. Two unopened band aids.

The rest of the drawer’s contents is ignored, antiseptic and suture kits, butterfly closures and rolls of gauze, in favor of practiced hands sliding the tin of blades from the bag and the blade from the tin.

He sits on the toilet, lid down. Elbow straight. Fist clenched. The first slice with a small inhale. Bright and sharp and stinging. Familiar and comforting. Line after line as red blooms from the wounds. The ecstasy second only to the Kiss. Rivulets follow gravity down. Strategically placed tissues catch the mess.

Stained crimson, they fall into the waste basket. He flexes his wrist, testing the pull of the broken skin, blots the last of the blood away. Blade inspected and stowed; everything returned to it’s place. Pajamas folded on top of the toilet, he steps into the shower.

[cosmicheartz]

I should probably be going to bed but I was thinking a lil abt recovery arc Clem and how he has a bit of an identity crisis due to the fact that his depression was a huge part of his personality/identity and in a weird way he found comfort in the misery and now that he’s bettering his mental health that sort of fog/misery funk he’s been in has been clearing up and now Clem is struggling a bit to figure out who he is/wants to be

[bootstrapparadoxed]

Happy STS! For your FrankensteinWIP, what is your favorite thing about the main characters' relationship? What gets you the most excited about writing them?

Oh boy, where do I even start lol

So basically the whole book is focused on just two people, the protagonist and his love interest (for lack of a better term - the novel is not a traditional romance in any way, but I'll use the romance terminology for this) - Kristian and Leith. There are other characters obviously but I'd say around 70-80% of the scenes in the book are just these two.

And the main thing I love about the two of them is how obsessed with each other they get. I wanted to write a story where two people's love for each other just progressively makes both of them worse and this is exactly what I'm doing in this book. I want to explore love as an affliction, as a bottomless void that just sucks you in and makes you disregard your previous interests, traits, moral principles, what have you. Love that is so blindly passionate, that it genuinely makes you ignore whatever terrible things the other person is doing.

I'm excited about trying to get this progression just right - from two people clinging to each other because they are lonely and isolated and desperate for human contact, and to a couple that is so lost in their mutual devotion that they are willing to enable each other in whatever impulse they get. And I hope I will get it right because this is one of my favorite tropes in fictional relationships. I wanna write a relationship that is so unhealthy that it will get its own fandom,,,

[soverane]

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